My mom and dad have declared war on the winter and gypsy moths. Their weapon of choice? Duct tape (of course) wrapped sticky side out around the trunks of all of the trees in their backyard. And, in fact, around the neighbor's trees. As I watched them wandering down the street and into the neighbor's yard, brandishing a roll of the tape of the gods, I had a little premonition of me, in 20 years, calling out to them: "Mom! Dad! Come back, now ... That's not your house!"
(Shhh, don't mention the fact that the caterpillars can just crawl underneath the tape, OK?)
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